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My life was filled with problems, That I faced as they came.I asked others where God was, And I used to curse his name.I thought he had left me,And that I stood alone.But I found out the truth,When the Lord took me home.Chorus Every hill was a mountain. Every road, a dead-end street. I use to put God down,To everyone I'd meet.I didn't know then,What I'd come to see.When I thought I was alone,God was walking with me.He let me see my tragedies, I weighed each of my loads.He let me see my travels,Down my chosen roads.After I had seen the facts,I hung my head in shame.For all that ever happened,I was the one to blame.Chorus Every hill was a mountain. Every road, a dead-end street. I use to put God down,To everyone I'd meet.I didn't know then,What I'd come to see.When I thought I was alone,God was walking with me.